monitor where he could see quisenberry in the interrogation room. he s got time to think, hey, what s he telling them. they needed both to admit they were in the house when shootings went down. back up murder charges against both of them no matter who pulled the trigger. quisenberry was interviewed first. said he knew nothing about the crime. as the interrogation wore on, he started blaming the man in the other room. i wasn t there. but detective arnold knew something quisenberry did not. after quisenberry s first interview, rick had scooped up his smoked down cigarettes for dna testing. the results were now back and bingo, they matched a cigarette butt from the crime scene. you ve got dna that puts him there.
unlikely witness came forward with information about the same kenneth williams and the night her and erica were shot, but the witness was questionable. charged for murder himself for which he d later plead guilty to manslaughter and also gravely wounded instead a shooting. prosecutor. he s on his death bed. thinks he s going to hell and has something to say. weeks later health improved enough to talk to him. i cannot live they had supposedly hit a lick on a woman. hit a lick on some lady. what does that mean. that s slang terms for a robbery. robbery that quickly escalated to murder. he knew things he couldn t know. he knew things that weren t in the media. there s no way he could have known some of this stuff. he couldn t have known there were pills involved. it was a long frustrating 15 month investigation, but rick was finally close to the answers
soaked together. the front and back cover were soaked together. i started to look through this the first time and flip through it, teenages were still sticking together. days later. rick could separate a few pages, but was still frustrated. the third time was the charm. i was able to find stuck all the way down in the binding of the book an automobile insurance card. with a name. with a name most importantly. by now, his working days had turned into working nights. detective arnold typed the name, a man s name into his computer and it spit out 15 matches. one of them lived in southern india, just across the river from louisville. around 11:00 p.m. rick called the man. asked him if he knows why his
detective rick armed admitted it. the shooting made his blood boil. that s why he guaranteed he would find out who killed her daughter and shot her granddaughter. why did you make that promise. that was emotion spilling over. a baby shot as well as an adult killed. we were expecting at that point the baby do die. erica had flat lined at the high speed caravan delivered her. she was rushed into the emergency room where doctors and nurses worked frantically to stabilize her. her vital signs were barely measurable. doctor thomas performed surgery on the gunshot wounds to erica s head. these were cat scans preop. this one you can see part of the bullet. broken bone.
ever heard. i know in is hard to ask police. i need to smoke a blunt. a blunt is a king sized marijuana cigarette. i ve never been asked that in an interview before. we can t do that. now it was time to interrogate williams. he proved to be a tougher nut to crack. first impression. he s hard core. hard core to the max. i did not shoot the lady. i did not do nothing to her. he also denied everything and blamed the man in the other room. quisenberry. did he have a gun. yes. what color. williams kept insisting he was not even in the house, but rick needed to get him inside as he had with quisenberry. i wanted him in the house. not outside by a car. not outside down the street by a stop sign. and he needed it fast. he didn t realize how fast at the time. you didn t know you were playing beat the clock. no, not at all.